"Sausage dog." He reported allowing himself to relax a little for a brief moment as he greeted her with a smile. The food had most of what she'd asked for one it, with an area where the rest of the condiments were available to the right. He plucked the sausage dog off the tray, still in its cardboard holder, and gestured with his head. "Looks like we load up over there."
He'd gotten himself two hot dogs, two bottles of water, and an order of chili cheese fries, pretty sure that would hold him over for a little while.
Moving to the other side of Wicked, he spoke quietly into the comm badge again, out of earshot of anyone but the girl beside him as he worked on filling a couple side cups with ketchup and mustard. "Does a redheaded Inuit mean anything to you? It's the man Domino was talking to earlier."